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Everything's so easy for Pauline
Everything's so easy for Pauline
Ancient strings set feet a'light to speed to her
Such mild grace
No monument of tacky gold
They smooth her hair with cinnamon waves
And they placed an ingot in her breast
To burn, cool and collected
Fate holds her firm in its cradle
And then rolls her for a tender pause to savor
Everything’s so easy for Pauline
Girl with the parking lot eyes
Margaret is the fragment of a name
Her bravery is mistaken for the thrashing in the lake
By a make-believe monster whose picture is fake
Margaret is the fragment of a name
Her love pours like a fountain
Her love steams like rage
Jaw aches from wanting
And she's sick from chlorine
But she'll never be as clean
As the cool side of satin, Pauline
Two girls ride the blue line
Two girls walk down the same street
One left a sweater sitting on the train
And the other lost three fingers at the cannery
Everything's so easy for Pauline
For Pauline...
Everything's so easy for Pauline
Ancient strings set feet a'light to speed to her
Such mild grace
No monument of tacky gold
They smooth her hair with cinnamon waves
And they placed an ingot in her breast
To burn, cool and collected
Fate holds her firm in its cradle
And then rolls her for a tender pause to savor
Everything’s so easy for Pauline
Girl with the parking lot eyes
Margaret is the fragment of a name
Her bravery is mistaken for the thrashing in the lake
By a make-believe monster whose picture is fake
Margaret is the fragment of a name
Her love pours like a fountain
Her love steams like rage
Jaw aches from wanting
And she's sick from chlorine
But she'll never be as clean
As the cool side of satin, Pauline
Two girls ride the blue line
Two girls walk down the same street
One left a sweater sitting on the train
And the other lost three fingers at the cannery
Everything's so easy for Pauline
For Pauline...
Lyrics submitted by delial
Track duration: 02:53
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I'm Pauline when I'm calm and cool and feeling beautiful. Like an "ice princess" who is not burdened by emotion.
I'm Margaret when I'm fierce and in love and desperate and confused. When I'm ruled by my heart rather than my head.
I wouldn't want to be just one of the two. I think a balance of bravery & love & wanting with mild & collected & satisfied is perfect. Now I just need to get there. :)
I think Margaret killed Pauline.
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One left a sweater sitting on the train
And the other lost three fingers at the cannery
As these are both tradgedies to the respective girls.
I can just see some girls from my school flipping out about loosing a sweater, and if three of their fingers were chopped off.
It is about how Margaret is so loving, and can't really deny those who are shunned, and because of that she is slightly pushed away. While on the other hand Pauline is a simple girl and is loved because of it. Margaret likes the unknown and all that has been lost throughout time.
It's really hard to describe... I guess you'd have to read the book.
I read the book, and I must say Ms. Case describes the characters very well, but she does not tell you the story.
Good book.
The death portrayal ignores a lot of the other verses.
The very first verse describes how Pauline was created. The ingot in her breast is her heart of gold. "Fate holds her firm in its cradle, and then rolls her for a tender pause to savor." Fate created this lovely doll then let her go for a tender pause, her life, to enjoy.
Magaret gets nothing.
"they smooth her hair with cinnamon waves
and they placed an ingot in her breast
to burn, cool and collected"
The morticians beautified Pauline for her funeral
"but she’ll never be as clean
as the cool side of satin, pauline"
Margaret's jealous of Pauline, who's dead in a coffin (cool side of satin) and in eternal peace
"Everything's so easy for Pauline"
once again, everything's easier when you're dead